Coven Of My Darkest Secrets

Are you not the ONE? Vaguely in my DREAMS FRAY away not from me In your PRESENCE, my REFUGE, I seek my SOLACE My ESCAPISM from this futile, jaded BEING Of endless SORROW and fested with FALLACIES Encased in a SNOWGLOBE Imbued with LONGING Upon the RETURN Of your second COMING

The Power of Language

Often than not, we say something we don't really mean it or at least it does not conceive the way it was supposed to be. Generally, 2 outcomes can be concluded: constructive or destructive.

I find myself relating better (or so I thought) in written form than in verbal expressions. Paradoxically, it turned out to be that none (of the above-mentioned) is pre-eminent than the other. Which means, I am not good in either and often have to rely on both ways to relate, express myself. Predominantly, both co-exist in my real world.

Let me cite an analogy: A picturesque oil painting of a flaming sun along the horizon. To an optimistic person, he/ she sees sunrise. But to a pessimisitic person, he/ she sees sunset. There is no right/ wrong. Moral to ponder: each individual will have different ideas/ views/ opinions on everything.

The use of the right words, at the right place and with the right timing are vital ingredients in whipping up an effective communication coherently.

In future, I just have to be more articulate, more tactful in order to promote a conducive environment for constructive and effective communication.

Maybe it is a splendid idea to perform a houdini act and veg out this very minute.